Reborn Through Fire novel Chapter 23

Kisa had a long, long dream. She dreamed of her skipping class and climbing over the school wall, ending up falling into the arms of a good-looking teenager. His first reaction was to throw her to the ground. Kisa later learned that the teenager's name was Gilbert Kooper.

Kisa's mother, on her deathbed, told Kisa that if she met someone named Gilbert during her lifetime, she must guard him with her life because she owed him. She had no idea what her mother was trying to say, but because of her mother's words, she started to please the teenager named Gilbert in every way.

It was just that Gilbert did not like her and always bad-mouthed her. But in her dream, even though Gilbert was annoyed with her, she still felt happy.

Despite him being annoyed with her, he never went back on his words when he promised her something.

There was no aching despair in the dreams until blood slowly flooded her dreams. A child was calling for his mother, his voice choking with sorrow and helplessness. She searched desperately, and her heart ached. Finally, she saw the back of a little boy, and she ran over to him with delight. But just as her hands touched the little boy, he suddenly turned into a cloud of blood mist. She collapsed and screamed, desperately trying to grab him, but nothing was caught.

"No. Come back. Come back."

Kisa woke up in tears, staring blankly at the peeling ceiling above her head as if she was still immersed in the terrible dream she had just had.

Lea rushed over and shed tears of joy. "Kisa, you're finally awake."

Kisa paused for a long time before looking at her, her voice so hoarse that it sounded like it came from a machine. "How long have I been asleep?"

"Half a month," Lea said, suddenly crying with sadness. "The doctor said your internal organs were damaged, almost incurable, and hospitalization would not help with your condition. He recommended I bring you back to recuperate. Then, when you had a high fever and vomited a lot of blood, the doctors said you were dying. I was scared to death, afraid that you would never wake up."

Kisa stroked Lea's hair, feeling sorry. "I'm fine now. Don't cry." Her voice was even huskier than before, her lips dry and cracked.

Lea hurriedly poured Kisa a glass of water and said with a tearful smile, "I'm so happy that you have come out of your coma."

Looking at Lea's crying and laughing face, Kisa gave her heartfelt thanks. "I'm so grateful to have you." She felt terribly miserable for herself when she said that.